Verse 1
We sing the songs that we sing
We do the whole laughing thing
But all the while, we see him hang
Up on the willow tree
Verse 2
We find problems, we use the gun
We fight, we judge the best ones
But I tell you, put ‘em on the shelf
We can be bigger than ourselves
Chorus 1
Don’t lose heart, yours was the biggest one
So much that, He gave His one and only Son
But you gave it up for a drink and some fun
So pray His will, not yours, be done
Verse 3
We say we can’t, we have our family time
It might change my mind or even cost a dime
But what’s worse, the loss of the holiday dine,
Or the death of all mankind?
Verse 4
We’ll run the race, oh you see
‘Till it ends or we’re set free
But when the end comes, the end’ll be
No more than our apology
Chorus 2
You think you’ve earned, more than the choice that you’ve won
But what’s more to lose, the choice or the sum
And you don’t seem to mind who’s will will be done
So pray His will, not yours, be done
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